Stragglers and strugglers

The sacred ibis straggled overhead in an untidy flock this morning. They are usually ranked with military precision in a neat V, with a definite sergeant in charge, but I think today they were surprised by a sudden breeze from the south east as they rounded Slangkop. The onset of early spring caused an upset as the leader peeled off to settle at the Kom and the rest flapped aimlessly for a while before a rag-tag regrouping. These birds provide an endless source of wonder and amusement as the sun peeps over the horizon each morning.

A walk along the boardwalk at 4.30 was a mistake, despite it being a gorgeous, balmy evening, pre-sunset. The world and his dogs had the same idea and the congestion on the narrow path along the bay, together with rough-and-tumbling pooches entangling in everyone's legs made for a hazardous excursion.
But what a privilege to live in this beauteous corner of the pale blue dot!